"The left rudder is 10 degrees! 10 degrees! No no no, it's only 8 degrees, too much, turn back!"

The fog echoed Yacharin's sharp screams. Lorraine couldn't see anyone, so she could only carefully adjust the position of the steering wheel according to the sound of the sailors and hand over all her trust to Yacharin's eyes.

They are driving on a vast reef belt.

The dense reefs were distributed on the sea surface, either hidden or hidden, hidden in the fog. People on the boat could only occasionally see one or two exposed to the water, all of which were close to the hull and passed by the side.

This kind of navigation makes everyone nervous.

They were dancing with the god of death, and the most recent time, the reef like a knife almost touched the hull.

Lorraine sent Henna to the lookout table again.

In the heavy fog, the lookouts couldn't see anything. They only hoped that the fog would drop occasionally, giving them a chance to look out, just once.

Because they are not far from the island.

Reefs are mountains in the sea, and continuous reefs can only appear in shallow seas, and shallow seas only appear near land.

This is a simple inference, and every sailor knows it well.

Nervous, expectant, waiting...

They know that they are in the right direction.

Vitality approaches!

"Right rudder 15 degrees!"

Lorraine bit her lips and was focused. When she heard Yacharin's shout, she plucked the steering wheel.

The Butterfly Flower leaned over the hull, slowly avoiding a protruding reef, and after more than half of the journey, suddenly trembled suddenly!

boom!

The starboard side hit the reef underwater position, and the entire ship was raised and pulled down. Lorraine rushed to evade the wheel, and vaguely heard a scream, followed by a clamor of water.

Someone fell into the water?

Before he could figure out the situation, the sailor on the deck was already screaming: "Looking to fall into the water! Ms. Jesla fell into the water on the starboard side!"

Lorraine's face changed drastically and she immediately shouted: "Pierce, take the helm!"

He locked the steering wheel quickly and ran to starboard with several big steps. Without thinking, he jumped up.

Plop!

The cold sea water wrapped around the body, Lorraine opened her eyes.

The water flows very fast.

The turbulent water flow stirs under the sea, making the sea water in this area turbulent and turbid, but with the help of the repellent eyelids, Lorraine can still see that it is nearly 100 meters, which is much higher than the visibility on the sea.

So stupid... Why haven't you ever thought about getting into the water and piloting before?

He shook his head and saw the broken hull of Butterfly Flower.

A broken reef was hidden one meter under the water, and a large oblique hole was made into the hull on the starboard side.

The hole extends about two watertight tanks, but there is no more debris nearby except for the debris of the hull.

The watertight cabins on the ship without any debris were only the ones that took the initiative to inject water. Therefore, fortunately, the Butterfly Flower did not pour in more water, and through the emergency avoidance just now, it had completely separated from the reef.

Lorraine slid her body around and looked around, and soon found Henna in the distance.

She was thrown into the water from an altitude of more than 20 meters. Without time to take any protection, she was knocked unconscious by the hard sea.

She was sinking, her eyes closed, her bubbles were fine, and her slender limbs were stretched and motionless, drifting further and further along the current.

The distance between the two sides is about fifty or sixty meters.

Lorraine gritted her teeth, floated up to the water, and shouted at the vague black shadow of Butterfly Flower: "Pearce!"

"Brother! I'm here! What should we do!"

"The location where the reef hits is in the water injection tank, and the ship will not sink for the time being!" Lorraine took a deep breath, "Come on the helm, follow Yacharin's command, and continue to cut the circulation across the line. Don't stop the boat! The circulation is too fast, if you force the anchor down, you will be pushed horizontally, and you will continue to run through the line!"

"What about you?"

"I found Henna, go and save her now! See you in Hebbasi!"

After saying this, Lorraine thrust back to the bottom of the water. He swung his legs along the current, and the fish swam like a pounced towards Henna.

In just a moment, Henna reappeared in his sight, looking unconscious, and the bubbles on her lips were almost gone.

Lorraine swam faster and faster, rushed up, hugged her, stepped on the sea water and quickly floated out of the water with a rush.

The sea of ​​mist was covered with milky white fog, and the Butterfly Flower had lost its trace. Lorraine gasped for a few breaths, swam to a nearby reef with Henna's head, and from time to time shedding water to identify the direction to ensure that she did not swim.

He put Henna on the reef, took off her wet and heavy blouse, rolled it up and put it on the back of her neck, raised her head, raised her chin, and carefully cleaned the debris from her mouth and nose.

Immediately afterwards, he pinched Henna's nose, opened his mouth, leaned over and leaned closer, wrapped Henna's lips with his own lips, and blew quickly.

Henna's lips were soft and cold. Lorraine let out her nose pinched her hands and let the gas exhale, five times in a row.

Five times later, he touched the xiphoid process along Henna's ribs, pointed two fingers upwards, and held them with his palm.

He folded his hands into a cross, stretched his arms straight and pressed down vertically.

After pressing, he shouted: "Hena, wake up!"

After pressing him, he shouted again: "Hena, wake up!"

Twelve presses, five breaths, repeating over and over again, and three consecutive rounds.

Henna coughed suddenly, and clear water flowed out of her mouth and nose.

Lorraine was overjoyed and hurriedly knelt on one knee to pick up Henna, gently placed it on her knee-bearded thigh, and gently patted her back so that the water in her respiratory tract and stomach could flow out smoothly.

A minute later, Henna finally regained consciousness.

She lay weakly in Lorraine's arms, opened her eyes and whispered: "I...drunk?"

"You fell off the watchtower and were knocked unconscious by the sea water. If you accidentally drank a few more sips of water, it wouldn't be considered drowning."

"Is that right..." She looked at the vast fog in confusion, "Where is the Butterfly Flower?"

"She couldn't stop in the reef belt, so I asked them to go to Hebasi first."

“Where is Hebasi?”

Lorraine raised her hand and pointed in a direction: "Don't worry, I'll take you over."

"Um."

The two hugged each other quietly and rested on the reef for more than half an hour.

Henna felt that her strength had recovered a little, so she pulled Lorraine's sleeve: "I can do it."

Lorraine helped her stand up, and the two jumped into the water again and gently stroked their arms.

Henna asked: "How far is Hebasi?"

"have no idea."

"just in case……"

"We will find it." Lorraine interrupted Henna with a laugh, "Neald told me that it was in the center of the fog and we were about to see it."

Henna stopped talking, took out the sling she carried with her and handed it to Lorraine. Lorraine tied a knot around Henna's waist with the rope, left two meters, and then wrapped it tightly around her waist.

"Are you ready?"

"Um……"

The two swam towards the depths of the fog, Lorraine was in front and Henna was behind, with thin slings in the middle, cutting across the circulation like a Butterfly Flower. After swimming for more than an hour, they finally rushed out of the reef zone.

The sea water suddenly became warmer, the fog began to thin, and the water flow became weaker.

Lorraine finally saw the stars.

It turned out...it was already evening.

He stopped in the sea, dragging Henna for a long time, fighting the rapids made him overdraw, dizzy, and even his swimming posture became clumsy.

Henna looked at him worriedly.

Lorraine reached out and patted Henna's face, and smiled sarcastically: "Look, we have passed through the fog area. If there is an eight-pointer at this time, I can calculate the latitude here."

"Let me swim by myself..."

"I'm going to see Hebasi. I promised you that I will definitely take you to the shore."
Chapter completed!